C2529 Sword Strike

Fatty lifted the sword in his hand and muttered something.

"Wang Cheng, we have agreed. You are on the stage, in front of everyone. Promise me that you will let me have a hundred moves. You can't go back on your word. And don't lose yourself in the first move. Fight back at me right now."

Wang Cheng's face turned red from anger.

If he really let Fatty have a hundred moves